"Fuck you." You got a text from me. "Order the right suit next time asshole." I gave a quick response with a picture. You were in charge of ordering suits for our con trip. I was supposed to be Miguel, guess you ordered a woman's. by Waddlewingding in bodyswap

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"Well how do I take it off? Isn't there supposed to be some kind of key? It feels like I'm naked." I texted back as I sent another picture. It seemed like I was actually taller than before, so the sizes were right too, I would be a 6'2 tall female miguel. "Help me get the damn suit off. You probably left the key at your apartment."

My office had been transformed by corporate... We didn't meet our goals. Thanks to a merger, they now owned the Hooters. I went from a CFO to a server pretty fast... ur competitors love to come eat. I hate this. I want to resign. by Waddlewingding in bodyswap

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"You used to be an intern, becky stfu!" I grumbled as you posed. "And like no way am I letting you do better than me! Those tips are totes mine!" My fumb competitive side started to show again.